Luyện nghe bài hát Life, Death & Love From San Francisco

she love is a hard thing
between golfing and gardening
or parole pardoning
but she was still down for a swing
flowers she would pick guitar strings
for a good whiff
of how life par seems
until she a bar-teend
and poor hot lead out of carbines
if an inmate ever even think about
before it's time for the theft of a hard
see what a bum riding bar dreams
before he get gunned down, cause some scene
saw it all on the way to the art
around the time they kicked us out, had the park cleaned
she living in a car she just rv-ing
on ice like the san jose shark team
hard times, tryna duck em like
known for clothes and petty car-keying
and other less skylarking
a bag out of american rag
a chinese-made american flag
took a dollar bill then split it in
the picture she bought wouldn't fit in the cab
on the train trying her not to live in the past
a bum asked could he spit in her ass
and that was it, fits, random
helter-skelter, a gone manson

and i'll you the details
dinner is ceviche out of
annoyed cause her really can't speak well
but she to press on like lee nails
next table was by the weed smell
she was done at the moment that the tea
a thick jacket on a cool night
unimpressed by poems or the
doesn't satisfy her a game of pool might
thinking "what if had a broom strike?"
tuned right out of that life
soon as reality became a camera and a boom mic
so what do you do
she said "absurd words from a dude off a zoosk site"
and left him
the roots left geffen
and the state howlin' wolf chess in
to watch flows have an unpaid session on the steps of a westin
she need to check in
and to to her best friend
new to put her chest in
love and death in...